C-Rayz Walz - SportsVille lyrics

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C-Rayz Walz - SportsVille lyrics

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Player, stop playing. Player, stop playing. Yo [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] This is SportsVille, thoughts k** just like Ds I read, study lessons, build my “Degrees” Walk with athletic, I become aesthetic My flows put egos on the injured list Catch an a**ist to the medics when I set it Yo, I “Make It Happen”—nobody let it Motivated by critics and skeptics And still bubble my stat on the low in tanks of septic Triple-double bond to myself, power forward Drop steps, slap backboards, leave rims swollen Elbows fall on your face like Hulk Hogan Half-court trap. Now you stuck—where you going? Getting off the train like (Boom boom), controlling y'all Closing doors, envision myself as a bowling ball The peoples are pins—I strike to get out But they too gutter to fall in—no doubt [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] This is SportsVille, thoughts k** just like Ds Surrounded by players, this MC referee Whether you above the rim or beneath the gutter This is the game of life—you'll soon discover [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Dressed up—foreign uniform. It's steel through your peephole Slam dunking tracks for nothing—call it a free throw Team Cactus. Selfish actions make you warm the b**h Ball ‘til you fall, prepare for the tournament I drop fluids like water boys for soul quenching Thinking “Long Range,” always goaltending Sending you back to the locker with your season slow-ending My co-defenders are so relentless Full-court pressure. My opponents lie swollen Whose thought lesser. Triangle offense—wide-open Behold the pyramid. The hole—there it is Explode like strange science experiments One-on-one. Cheat, you a dead man A bubblegum explosive placed in your headband Detonated by a bu*ton in my wristband Think that's ill? Chill. Just wait ‘til I switch hands [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) This is SportsVille, thoughts k** just like Ds Surrounded by players, this MC referee Whether you above the rim or beneath the gutter This is the game of life—you'll soon discover [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Time out! Let's huddle, get the cypher correct And find out why vets struggling, fight for a check To intercept your intellect, first down: some respect In life, bang in the paint like it's three seconds left Understand the scoreboard, don't beef with the rep When traveling, watch you feet, peep step Hair-salon-style—pa** the tracks, bubble weekly And my cuts keep Barbers running back like Tiki (What he say?) Instant replay in slow motion Rocking a New Jersey like Hoboken Do the knowledge to those who suppose checking your style Won't lead to a technical foul is hectic and wild Both sneakers tied together—I feel y'all tripping Illegal defense—now here's the tip-in This is the bright highlight. Freeze the frame And look at the Wizards—true players never leave the game [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) This is SportsVille, thoughts k** just like Ds Surrounded by players, this MC referee Whether you above the rim or beneath the gutter This is the game of life—you'll soon discover